first love

In the first week of school, the Astronomical Club is already going to hold the first roadside activities of this semester. Even though the review has reduced the number of times it disturbs the minister, it is still busy.The main purpose of the roadside activities is to attract more people interested in astronomy, not limited to recruiting officers, so Wen Lan also emphasized this point when writing the plan.

If you want to be popular, gifts are naturally indispensable. To put it bluntly, you need money.The Astronomical Society doesn't have much savings, and it's troublesome to apply for event fees, so the president appointed Xie Nanqun, who is a good roommate of Xiaolanlan and an officer of the external relations department, to solicit sponsorship.

"Wow, starry sky projection, moon lamp... Unexpectedly, Xie Nanqun, you are quite romantic, and you have a good vision." In fact, the female officers wanted to call him by his nickname, but Xie Nanqun's attitude was firm. What they said, they were so angry that they almost started a community strife.

Xie Nanqun ignored the group of screaming women, and took out the last and most valuable sponsorship item from the box: "The owner of that store gave a set of vr glasses, let's treat it as a material for our club, and won't send it out .”

The president's eyes brightened: "Okay, the Astronomical Club is too poor, and it lacks such high-end gadgets."

"Just don't break it." The vice president added in a cool tone.

Wen Lan, who was setting up tables and chairs, asked stupidly along the lines of the conversation: "Has the president ever broken things before?"

The old officers laughed and laughed: "Of course! He almost broke the most expensive telescope, and we were so scared that he was going to be humanely destroyed by the vice president. That set of equipment was a bet our handsome vice president made with him, for the sake of the society. , I didn’t hesitate to show off my beauty in exchange for this one time.” After all, the vice president is handsome and rich, and it’s not for this comparison, how could he agree to solicit sponsorship?

"I think he must have done it on purpose." A girl from the External Relations Department interjected quietly.

"Bah!" The president turned his head and gave them the middle finger, "I was not careful! I missed it! Besides, with my beauty, can't I get great sponsorship?"

"I don't think so."

"No plus one."

"President, your creamy looks are no longer popular."

"Unless you go out with the vice president."

"Correct."

After being ridiculed by everyone, the president's face flushed red. Fortunately, the vice president glanced around intentionally or unintentionally, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down. "It's almost time, everyone, work hard, it's up to you whether there are new generations in the Astronomical Club!" A girl came out in time to smooth things over.

Xie Nanqun leaned over to Wen Lan's side, and met his suddenly sparkling eyes: "Like them?"

"Yeah." Wen Lan smiled, "Yeah, I feel very comfortable."

"Okay, keep working hard." Xie Nanqun raised his hand to press the other party's raised hair, with a hint of imperceptible annoyance in his tone.

No matter how big you are, you will be jealous.

Obviously it's my little basket.

Unsurprisingly, the roadside event became the home of the vice president and Xie Nanqun. Most of the people who flocked here were for their beauty, especially the girls who kept chattering. The group chat learned that the new graduates of the Department of Economics and the seniors of the Law School were in the sunken square, and they came here with great enthusiasm, and the scene almost got out of control.

"Hey, the vice president is studying law?" Wen Lan was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"That's right, the temperament is completely different, right?" This is the president who obviously has nothing to do with him, but has a proud face.

Xie Nanqun, who squeezed out from the crowd, just happened to see these two people chatting, their heads were almost touching their heads, and they felt itchy in the back of their molars, and a bunch of words stuck to their tongues, turning and turning, and finally left a sentence: "Little basket, over there I can't hold it anymore, come and share the presents for me!" Hearing this, Wen Lan left the president who was about to gossip with him, and hurried over: "Okay!"

The president squatted in a corner where no one was paying attention, and pushed his glasses: "It's tricky."

The vice-president who walked lightly walked to the side, mercilessly raised his hand and knocked on his forehead: "Are you idle?"

"Hehe, no, I'm going to work too..."

It lasted until after ten o'clock in the evening, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Xie Nanqun raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars with great pride: "I actually resisted the urge to hit someone, it's not easy." Standing beside him, Wen Lanpao He opened the package of marshmallows, ate one, and replied vaguely: "Next shift, Brother Qun, you don't need to use it."

"Forget it, I'm afraid you will cry from fright." Xie Nanqun grinned, piercing the other party's pretended calmness.After all, Wen Lan's character can't be changed in a day. Just now, some girls shifted their targets to surround him, which almost stuttered the child, and he couldn't explain clearly.

Wen Lan, who was self-aware of himself, lowered his head: "I will try my best... work hard."

There were shouts from other officers behind him: "Hey, the two over there, let's have supper after moving things!"

"Go again?" Xie Nanqun turned his head, twirled his fingers, and counted money, "Funds..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then harassed the president: "Come on, president, we know you want to eat supper very much, use your body to make a deal with the vice president and let him treat you."

"Fuck you!" The president jumped behind the vice president and made faces at the girls, completely destroying the illusion brought by that handsome appearance, "I'm not hungry, I'm afraid of death!"

Too lazy to pay attention to the group of noisy people, Xie Nanqun snatched a marshmallow from Wen Lan's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He always felt tired of the sweetness: "Are you hungry, or should we sneak away to eat?"

"Brother Qun treating you?" Wen Lan also learned to joke.

"Just please."